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- Prologue
- Whenever...
- Whenever I can't stand things anymore I come here.
- A small park in the middle of the residential area.
- The swings with no one riding them sway a bit.
- The sound of the rust covered chains sounds just like my own crying.
- I was supposed to clench my teeth and endure it...
- I had to endure it but...
- The tears overflow and my worldview becomes cloudy.
- The scenery in front of me turns white and before I know it my sense of reality is distant...
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